If I knew then, what I know now…

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I turn 30 this week. I’d like to think that I’ve gotten wiser. Although some days that’s questionable.

Here’s some things I’d tell a younger version of myself, if I had the chance:

Don’t be so selfish. Give of your time, money, skills and love to others. Those “deserving” and those, not so deserving. Those you like, and those you don’t.

Don’t ever regret loving. Sure, you’re gonna walk away with a broken heart some of the time, but its worth it. It’s always worth it to love.

Set more boundaries. Boundaries aren’t selfish, even though I still struggle with this idea. Boundaries help healthy relationships grow and protect us from unhealthy ones.

Don’t date him. Or him. Or him. Or him. Mom was right.

Stop being so insecure. You’re awesome. Sure, you’re not a size 2. You still get pimples. And you can be extremely awkward in social settings. It’s ok!

You’re not going to remember– write it down. This includes the trivial (like things you need at the grocery store) to the sentimental (like funny things dad says). I can’t tell you how many times you’ll walk away from a sermon at church and think “Wow! That was good.” and then forget everything that was said. Or the amount of times you’ll go to the store, only to come home with the one thing you needed most (like TP), but failed to because it didn’t get put on the list. Or the amount of times grandpa said something witty and later on thought “What was that silly saying Grandpa told me?”

Take more risks. Fear held me back from doing things I should have tried–even if to say, “I’m never doing that again!”

Being perfect is unattainable….so stop trying. And when you realize you can’t do something perfectly don’t beat yourself up over it.

Forgive faster. Forgive even if you think the other person is wrong. Forgive even if the other person IS wrong. Trust me. Swallow your pride on this one.

Grandma was right–make new friends, but keep the old. Though you may not text, or write, or call as often as they are on my mind– know when you do it will be like there hasn’t been any time or miles between you.

Jesus isn’t as hard on you, as you are on yourself. He’s more loving, more understanding, less judgmental and just more awesome than you could ever grasp, but try to grasp it anyway. Every time you ask Him for more of Himself, He’ll do it.

What are some things you’d tell yourself if you knew then what you know now?

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9 thoughts on “If I knew then, what I know now…

    • Thanks, Aaron. There’s always this long list of things I wish I could have told younger, Holly. But most importantly I’d want her to know the things I know NOW about Jesus. The things I’ve experienced and more importantly the deeper truths of who He is and who I am in Him. Cause knowing that and walking in that is key.

      • I absolutely agree. It took me a LONG time to even begin to comprehend that Jesus actually loved me, much less how much he loved me. I wish with all my heart that I could go back and tell myself that.

      • I think its one of the reasons why I talk about identity so much with our youth group kiddos. If they could just grasp it now, it would save them from so much….hurt and stupidity.

      • YES. I think it’s a process, though. I’ve been thinking about the nativity a lot lately. We learn about the story long before we grasp the gravity of what happened. Every year we gain a little more experience that allows us to see just a little bit more of how much Jesus loves us.

      • Ya, there’s definitely something to be said about going through the process. There’s so many decisions even within the process that will determine how we “come out of it”. Will we be a more beautiful person, like coal turned into a diamond. Or will we just be bitter. I’m shooting for beautiful.

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